After returning to the capital, the eldest daughter saved her entire clan with her medical skills.

Dong Wan reached out and touched the pockmarks on her face, tears streaming down her face again.

"Little sister, do you think you can cure my third sister's scabies?"

Dong looked at Xue Ruanruan with embarrassment. Her original intention in bringing her sister-in-law back to her parents' home was to treat her third sister's scabies. She never expected her mother to make such a fuss.

"Hmm, let me show it to Miss San first."

Xue Ruanruan calmly walked to the bedside, took Dong Wan's pulse, and asked a few questions.

"Doctor, is there a cure for the scabies on my face?"

Dong Wan looked at Xue Ruanruan with a mixture of longing and fear.

“It is curable. I will first prescribe a medicine for the Third Miss. Boil the medicine according to the prescription, one dose per day for five consecutive days. If the condition does not improve, then come to the General’s Mansion to find me.”

Xue Ruanruan then took out paper and pen and wrote down the prescription on the spot.

"Can it really be cured?"

Mrs. Dong stared wide-eyed in disbelief. She had been worried a lot about her youngest daughter over the past few years, and her hair had turned quite white.

"Yes, as long as you take the medicine according to the prescription, I will come back for a follow-up visit if the condition does not improve after five days."

"Thank you so much, Miss Xue. My aunt was wrong before, and I apologize to you. Please don't take it to heart, Miss Xue."

Madam Dong's apology this time was much more sincere; she held Xue Ruanruan's hand, her face full of gratitude.

“Madam, there’s no need to be so polite. By the way, the third young lady’s facial scars are quite severe. Even if the scabies is cured, it will still affect her appearance.”

Xue Ruanruan placed the prescription on the table, picked up her medicine box, and prepared to leave. Suddenly, an idea struck her. Since she planned to open a beauty salon, she needed to have a solid reputation, otherwise, how would people believe her?

Isn't the third young lady of the Marquis's mansion the perfect candidate for publicity?

If even her scabies and scars can be cured, why wouldn't the ladies and young women of noble families be tempted?

"Miss Xue, do you have any good ideas?"

Madam Dong, being perceptive, discerned the unspoken meaning in Xue Ruanruan's words, and her eyes lit up.

Miss Xue's medical skills are so superb, she should have a way to heal Wan'er's scars.

"To be honest, Madam, I happen to have a scar removal cream here. If Miss San trusts me, you can take it and give it a try."

Xue Ruanruan put down the medicine box, opened it, and took out a porcelain white medicine bottle.

The bottle is almost transparent, allowing you to see the smooth, creamy ointment inside.

"I trust you, I trust you, Mother. Quickly bring me the ointment, I want to try it on."

Dong Wan, who had been listless, suddenly perked up, took the ointment from Xue Ruanruan's hand and applied it to her face, and no one could stop her.

"Miss Xue, could you please make this trip? This money is for the consultation fee and the cost of the scar removal cream."

Madam Dong had her maid bring over a tray of eighteen silver ingots, arranged neatly in a row.

Xue Ruanruan swallowed hard, her heart filled with joy, but she still declined, saying, "Madam Hou is too kind. There's no need to pay such a high consultation fee."

"Miss Xue, you must accept this. This amount of silver is nothing compared to the life-saving grace you have shown to my daughter."

Madam Dong was very sincere. First, she felt ashamed for having wrongly accused Miss Xue before. Second, Miss Xue was a highly skilled doctor who not only saved her youngest daughter but also promised to cure the scabies and scars on her face.

She knew that this amount of silver was far from enough to express the Marquis's gratitude to Miss Xue, but time was short and she could not prepare any other gifts in time.

“Mother is right. This little bit of silver is nothing compared to my third sister’s life. I must accept it.”

Standing to the side, Madam Dong could see Xue Ruanruan's expression most clearly. Seeing her conflicted look, as if she really wanted to accept the gift but had to refuse, she burst out laughing.

Knowing that the General's Mansion had just transported a batch of grain and winter supplies to the frontier and was going through a difficult time, she quickly joined in to persuade them.

"Then I won't stand on ceremony. I'll come back to the manor in five days for the Third Miss's follow-up examination."

Xue Ruanruan did not refuse again. She was already short of money, and to refuse again would be disrespectful to herself.

The slight displeasure that had arisen in my heart because of Madam Dong's previous attitude vanished.

As long as she's paid enough, she'd be happy to endure any scolding or even a good beating.

She took the tray, and its heavy weight made her stagger; she almost lost her balance.

"Isn't it too heavy, Lanxin? Help Miss Xue put the silver on the carriage."

Seeing this, Madam Dong secretly blamed herself for being careless and not considering that Miss Xue was a delicate woman who would not be able to lift such a heavy thing. She quickly told her personal maid to take the tray containing the silver back to her.

Xue Ruanruan gripped the tray tightly, not wanting to give it to the maid. Even if it was a bit heavy, she felt more at ease holding it herself.

Unfortunately, the maid was strong and easily snatched the tray full of silver ingots back.

After Madam Dong left with Xue Ruanruan, the Yongchang Marquis's residence fell silent.

"The Grand General of the State led 100,000 Xue family soldiers to fight the enemy on the front line. The Emperor was quite wary of General Xue and intercepted the grain and silver allocated to the soldiers by the Regent before he left."

The fact that the General of the State's mansion subsidized the soldiers with its private property was something that all the court officials knew about but dared not say.

"Miss Xue saved Wan'er's life today; it's not fair to give her only this little bit of silver."

Lord Dong looked out the window with his hands behind his back, his words revealing his dissatisfaction with Madam Dong's arrangements.

"Your Excellency is right. It was my oversight. Once Wan'er's condition improves, I will prepare a generous gift and personally visit her to express my gratitude."

Madam Dong had her own plans. Compared to her daughter's life, giving her this small amount of money was truly stingy.

"That's good. Miss Xue's medical skills are superb. If she can also cure Wan'er's scabies and facial scars, she will have surpassed 90% of the doctors in the capital, and even some of the imperial physicians in the Imperial Hospital. Remember, you must never offend her."

Lord Dong glanced meaningfully at his wife, a hint of reproach in his eyes.

Madam Dong also felt that her reaction today was a bit excessive, so she lowered her head and listened attentively.

"And you, regardless of whether Miss Xue can cure the scabies on your face, if you try to kill yourself again, you'll have to stay in the family temple for a year or two to pray for our ancestors."

Lord Dong looked at his youngest daughter, his brows furrowed. Was this daughter being spoiled too much?

"Father, your daughter knows she was wrong."

Dong Wan was most afraid of Lord Dong. Whenever she made a mistake, she only needed to act cute and say a few nice words to her mother, but it wouldn't work on her father.

"If there's nothing else to do before the New Year, let's find a few more young men for Wan'er. It doesn't matter if they come from humble backgrounds, the most important thing is that they are of good character. We must not choose a scoundrel like Zhang Zhonghe again."

"Yes, Your Majesty, this time I will definitely find out more about the other party's character."

"And you, I remember that in the eighteenth year of Yonghe, the General of the State invited many relatives and friends to the full moon banquet of his eldest daughter. Now, Miss Xue is only fifteen years old, even younger than Wan'er, and her medical skills are already so remarkable."

Lord Dong looked at his only legitimate son, his anger rising even higher.

"What...what happened to me?"

Dong Xiangzeng shrank his neck. He feared nothing in the entire Marquis's mansion except his own father looking at him.

“You’re already over twenty, yet you’re still acting like a lazy bum all day long. Do you want to drive your father to his death?”

"My son has already started studying hard and plans to take the imperial examination next spring. He will definitely pass the exam and come back as a Jinshi to make you happy."

"Putting everything else aside, how could someone like you, who idles away his days, possibly pass the imperial examination?"

Dong Xiangzeng could clearly sense that his father was in a bad mood, so he wisely kept quiet.